I wake up to the Sun Shining in all its Splendour
Sending Golden rays through to my (amazed) eyes
I think to myself;surely,this alone is worth waking up for
This quintessence of God's Arts so fine,so nice
Then I think of you;my love,Queen of my Heart
And I know that the Sun would blush with Envy and Shame
Were it to be compared with thee,Sweetheart
And be as a burned out candle,beside thy Flame
I had planned for this Poem to be longer than it is now but I was absent from my PC for a long Period and lost the Train of Thought... kinda seems completed tho,so...
